In the morning when I drive to work down Schaumburg road, I pass three of those hokey church signs all in a row. I need to find a better route to work.
Speaking of work, I'll be in Salt Lake City next week for another one of those God forsaken math conferences. I effing hate math...like so much...why am I still doing this?
I'll be going to L.A. in May, hopefully that will be fun.
I've been looking on almost a daily basis to see what opportunities live out on the interweb. I've come to the conclusion that there aren't any.
I've been tracking my headaches for the last three months. I'm almost convinced they are "hormonal" How gross. Like...not only do you get to have your "woman time" but for 3 days before hand you get to have a sweet migraine!
I'm working on a little recap of the last four years of my life...via online journal and blog. it's going to be very narcissistic and you will like it, damn it.
That is all for now.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Monday, March 3, 2008
Have you tried....?
"Yes, I have. Thanks!" Or "No, it's not really what I'm looking for, thanks though!"
This is my daily life now. People at work ask me how the wedding planning is going and I tell them, it isn't, really. Then they become concerned and start to ask me if I've looked into such and such venue or reception hall or banquet hall...and I have to politely find a way of either telling them, "yes, I've thought of that already" or "Now, I just told you what I DO want. Why would you even suggest that to me?"
Now, there is a huge difference between the people who know you and your personality giving you advice (even those who work with you) and people who know what you sometimes do or wear or talk about at work, giving you advice. It's painful and sooo time consuming. Someone actually told me I "looked sad" when I was receiving said "advice" today. This is not good. Why is no one picking up on my body language? No one will talk to me about anything else and I don't even try to bring it up.
Annie--I thought you said people were going to be running the other direction? Why isn't this happening? Am I doing something wrong? Maybe I need to be more overjoyed and less melancholy when people ask me about it?
I don't want to be rude, and I know people are trying to be helpful and take an interest. With that said, Make it Stop. I can't imagine what it's like being pregnant or having a child for God's sakes. I'm going to have to wear ear plugs...or learn sign language so I can pretend I went deaf from conceiving the child. Wait--could I pass that off as a side effect of wedding planning??? The deafness, not the conception. I don't need to open that can of advice worms...
Oh, I have a headache too. Shocking.
This is my daily life now. People at work ask me how the wedding planning is going and I tell them, it isn't, really. Then they become concerned and start to ask me if I've looked into such and such venue or reception hall or banquet hall...and I have to politely find a way of either telling them, "yes, I've thought of that already" or "Now, I just told you what I DO want. Why would you even suggest that to me?"
Now, there is a huge difference between the people who know you and your personality giving you advice (even those who work with you) and people who know what you sometimes do or wear or talk about at work, giving you advice. It's painful and sooo time consuming. Someone actually told me I "looked sad" when I was receiving said "advice" today. This is not good. Why is no one picking up on my body language? No one will talk to me about anything else and I don't even try to bring it up.
Annie--I thought you said people were going to be running the other direction? Why isn't this happening? Am I doing something wrong? Maybe I need to be more overjoyed and less melancholy when people ask me about it?
I don't want to be rude, and I know people are trying to be helpful and take an interest. With that said, Make it Stop. I can't imagine what it's like being pregnant or having a child for God's sakes. I'm going to have to wear ear plugs...or learn sign language so I can pretend I went deaf from conceiving the child. Wait--could I pass that off as a side effect of wedding planning??? The deafness, not the conception. I don't need to open that can of advice worms...
Oh, I have a headache too. Shocking.
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